He, or rather his brain, was processing every micro-expression and subtle gesture she made while she spoke. That much she had learned in college
. . “Kitten, you’re making your Master very angry
Doggystyle. Those soft lips dropped down to my shoulder blade, trailing upward. She trembled violently, her nervous system disintegrating under the savage overload of sexual sensory power
Then she went limp, panting weakly.
John slid a long finger into her pussy and made circles around her cervix giving her different sensations.
. Amie reached over to a nearby table and picked up a bottle of lube
He, or rather his brain, was processing every micro-expression and subtle gesture she made while she spoke. That much she had learned in college
. . “Kitten, you’re making your Master very angry
Doggystyle. Those soft lips dropped down to my shoulder blade, trailing upward. She trembled violently, her nervous system disintegrating under the savage overload of sexual sensory power
Then she went limp, panting weakly.
John slid a long finger into her pussy and made circles around her cervix giving her different sensations.
. Amie reached over to a nearby table and picked up a bottle of lube
He, or rather his brain, was processing every micro-expression and subtle gesture she made while she spoke. That much she had learned in college
. . “Kitten, you’re making your Master very angry
Doggystyle. Those soft lips dropped down to my shoulder blade, trailing upward. She trembled violently, her nervous system disintegrating under the savage overload of sexual sensory power
Then she went limp, panting weakly.
John slid a long finger into her pussy and made circles around her cervix giving her different sensations.
. Amie reached over to a nearby table and picked up a bottle of lube
